Jehosaphat

Needs more post

This. Also, I am sorry to inform you, Mr. TheFBI, but you no longer have any AA guns. I shot them all.

DARN YOU AND YOUR TVTROPES On-topic: I don't know. I really don't.

*flies Storkopter around* The lack of post here disturbs me...

Holy carp, it's the FBI.

Mass of school reports? Are you a teacher? What, you mean you didn't hear about that one school that had the papers all turn conscious... and then try to eat everyone? People were SCARRED, man. SCARRED.

Right...Programming robots with medical knowladge is like giving car keys to drunk teenagers. Also diagonistics is not an exact art...and testing things inside the body is probably not a good idea...and cures for any condition would be relatively difficult to synthesis... Some diagnoses merely name a set of signs and symptoms that may have more than one possible cause, and some diagnoses are based on intuition or estimations of likelihood. Because "push the button" in RPGs works a lot less well when it's a robot programmed to push all the buttons, and the 'buttons' just happen to be inside your liver. Also, Mather, please stop over-sciencing things. This is meant to be a game in a made-up universe in which the GM is god; not a normal Earth with normal Earth physics. Thus, stuff doesn't necessarily work the way it would on Earth.

So I get done with all the financials, documentation, and other required numerical crap for the Accounting project. (I hope. The instructions weren't exactly clear.) I look at the next page of the instruction booklet... "Design an effective 10 slide+ presentation to convince your classmates to invest in your company." I then look at the grading rubric, and the presentation is a good third of my grade for the project. And I am HORRIBLE at writing academic literature of any type, and even more horrible at presentations. [hide=Rage]THIS CLASS IS SUPPOSED TO TEACH ME HOW TO BE AN ACCOUNTANT, NOT A COMPANY SALESMAN MY GRADE IS SO SCREWED FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU[/hide] On the plus side, I only have like a week left of school.

This lack of post disturbs me.

Halo Reach: Stuff falls, everyone dies.

I don't honestly care. If someone wants to blow their life playing video games, that's their issue. It only becomes my issue if it affects me somehow, which it usually doesn't.

[hide=Accounting Project Rant] So, first I had problems with the Excel formatting that the teacher had given us. After fiddling with Excel and Openoffice for a while, I eventually said "screw it, the formatting of the sheet's not gonna be a massive part of my grade." (It wasn't letting me add more rows or columns that could actually be printed....) So, I just copy the cells of the template instead of the entire sheet, and I'm good to go. After THAT, which took longer than it should because I had to release some rage on some poor unfortunate zombies, I begin actually doing the work... and find that instead of being able to do one large COGS General Journal entry, I have to do 4 smaller ones, this time due to the template itself. The same goes for inventory purchase transactions... So, either I'm going to find a way to make Excel let me do this stuff as one large transaction, or my accounting teacher's going to end up with a frickton of paper on her desk Monday. Which leads me to another problem... my printer is nearly out of ink.... FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU[/hide]

I would be, and might join it... eventually... once I get off by butt and put a better OS on this computer that doesn't chug memory like the Vista I currently have does.

More work on accounting project. Let's see if I can get Excel and OpenOffice to stop being dumb. *cracks knuckles*

The Wii. Pathetic excuse for a gaming console, I know, but it's what I have.

Massive accounting project due Monday. And Excel AND OpenOffice are being [developmentally delayed]ed. I am going to kill something... brb call of duty zombie mode

Yes they do. Wait, what?

Prove it.

Anything's possible with clones.

Heh, just like last Dungeoneering - everyone's making their own little fort in the middle of nowhere. Except, oddly, for me. I'm too busy collapsing holes in cities to bother with a house.

"AUGH MY EYE"

What

A 100x100x3 maze. A 1000x1000x1000 rollercoaster maze.

You may also notice, however, that Colin's lack of XP is offset by an acquisition of ....certain.... items, over which Jen and Earth have been squabbling about how they might possibly steal them without metagaming and/or convenient plot devices. (Well, one in particular, but the other's probably pretty decent too.)